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Dreaming of Spades (America x Reader) Drabble

This was just a Drabble / Oneshot that came to me while I was faded as hell enjoy the fluff!

Magic! You felt like pure magic! 

You know that sugary type of love you’re told about in fairytales when you’re young? 

You’d never felt like this before. It felt like your heart had grown time ten. It felt like you’d found the love you’d always yearned for. You’d been lost in a powerful trance thinking about someday you’d be proposed to by the man or merely the idea you were in love with. It didn’t matter which because it felt so real. It felt right. You were at a level of euphoria that was entirely new to you. You wanted- No, you Knew with a level of certainty that this daydream was absolute. Your eyes fluttered from a screen to your art to other parts of the room. Listlessly, your eyes were filled to the brim with shards of stars and vibrant flowers against a dark abyss. You couldn’t move. You couldn’t speak. You drift off to another reality, or was it a different part of the current timeline? 

You didn’t know but were curious to find out. As your mind became more comfortable with being adrift within the indigo blackness that now enveloped you, your mind did its best to concentrate on the millions of microscopic stars. As you drifted back to the dream of whence you came, your presence did not go unnoticed. 

“Where is that energy wave coming from?” Said a lonely King who was draped in nothing but sapphire hues. His outfit was adorned with multitudes of Spades. He wandered away from his throne to take a look outside the window. There against the darkened sky was a figure of a woman floating down from the sky. A bright pink glow was emanating from you. That energy that came from you made him feel at ease and wonderful. 

It felt as though he’d been through something like this before. Was it a daydream come to life or another teasing Deja Vu? King Alfred knew that he’d seen or even met someone like you once before. He was just bemused that he couldn’t seem to remember. 

It felt as though the doldrum spell had been broken. As soon as you were about to touch the ground, a decrepit black hand had sprung from the ground and dragged you under. It needed a fresh new human that had plenty of love energy to give. 

“Oh no! That woman needs help!” He was unable to currently remember your name. As soon as the ground swallowed you whole, King Alfred’s heart sank along with you. He had an urgent need to know why you made him feel this way. The sudden burst of energy that he received from you gave him enough of a boost to come and search for you in the Hollow Realm. 

Briskly, he picked up his sword from the mantle above the fireplace and ran down to the deep depths of the cold dungeon. There stood a mirror that acted as a portal to different dimensions. He placed his hand firmly on the clear surface. All he had to do was concentrate and say aloud where he wanted to go. 

“TO THE HOLLOW REALM!” With that, he was engulfed with light and taken to his desired location. The place was dreary and painted pitch black. Alfred had to ignite a dim fairy light so he wouldn’t draw too much attention to himself. He didn’t want creatures of this realm to hinder him. 

King Alfred tracked you down by following the intensity of the energy you continued to give off. The spark you emitted got stronger the deeper into the Hollow Realm he traveled. He began to have fragments of memories that floated into his consciousness. 

Holding hands as you strolled through sunflowers. 

Hiked through pink hydrangeas. 

Milled among red peonies. 

He remembers your face among the flowers and remembers it well. His heart began to race as it was tantalized by vivid memories of a vibrant love story that he knew had to exist. 

As the spark within him began to grow into a flame he looked up to see you were sealed away in a translucent glass bubble with spellbinding flora that was draining the life from you. Little by little, the rosy light began to diminish. King Alfred was hit with a lightning bolt of horror that shook his entire body. 

“No!!!” Just as he was about to rush up the stairs to break you free, a bush of petunias had punched him in the gut. It prevented him from even taking a step on the stairs that led to you. 

“I’m not going to let some stupid plants stop me!” He shouted as fragments of shattered stars infused themselves with yellow carnations, orange lilies, & black roses. Each was filled with a strong potency or resentment, rejection, anger, and hate. They turned into bush monsters of varying sizes. The beasts growled at him giving a final warning to back away from their latest victim. 

King Alfred didn’t back down. He was hardly afraid. He readied his blade and stared down the monsters. He began to chop them down into nothing but pitiful petals & shredded leaves. He was able to secure his path that led to you. 

King Alfred  was overflowing with emotion when he was able to look at your face up close. He knows it was you. That you were real and his memories weren’t from some far off dream. 

Y/N the human, who’d fallen into the river of space and time. You just so happened to fall into his kingdom from the fast-moving waters. Even though the first time you were only there for a short time, you’d made an everlasting mark on his heart. He could never forget. He could never let go, and that’s why your energies could connect. 

The flagitious flora of the hollow realm wouldn’t keep you away from him. No matter how many times it liked to keep you away from him. No amount of throwing you into unseen portals and kidnapping you through the underground would keep you away from him. Nothing ever would. Not from the Mighty King of Spades. 

King Alfred promised you that he’d be your prince while your pinky was intertwined with his…right before you’d be able to seal the deal with a kiss. Water, bubbles, and tears had blurred your vision and you were suddenly back to the life you loathed most of the time. Was it a dream? Or was it real, you constantly asked yourself. You swear you could hear your heart yell at you & tell you all of it was indeed true. But you couldn’t remember how you got there in the first place, much less how you’d be able to get back. Life went on doldrums, and slowly you began to forget about the royal man who was dressed in nothing but sapphire hues. You could only ever remember when your eyelids were shut. 

When Alfred tried to stab the bubble, you were encased in a blowback of epic proportions that repelled him away. 

“Ah!” His voice echoed into the darkness. This had awakened the monster that was using you as a battery. 

“Let her go, you fowl beast!” It kicked Alfred off the plateau of where he once stood. The thing was decorated in sprightly flowers that expressed disdain. Alfred conjured up all his strength, and he got an added dose just from being close to you. He recovered his sword and summoned his wand. 

King Alfred enchanted his sword so he could subdue the evil Flora beast. He began to cut it down to its roots, removing its ability to regrow anymore. It all came tumbling down. The petunias that glowed an angry scarlet turned into cherry-colored roses that sang cheerfully. The orange lilies that radiated with hate transformed into bright yellow sunflower petals, symbolizing positivity and strength. The sour lemon carnations converted into sweet pink peonies. 

Everything felt like it was that day he had lived through before. Petals enveloping his senses with– 

“Y/N!!!” He shouted as you came crashing to the ground. Your bubble had burst when he’d defeated the monster. King Alfred had caught you in the nick of time. 

“Y/N!!! Y/N!!! I’m glad you’re safe!” He planted a kiss on your awakening eyes. When he came into full view of your vision, your eyes were wide with pleasant surprise. 

“I…I am too. Are you the reason why it felt as though magic was coursing through my veins? Why it feels as though I’ve met you before?” 

“Sometimes, when a dream is kept a light in your heart, it can come true when you believe that it can be real. It may seem only to be a dream for a while or a vision; either way, a human heart can make something real just as you have.” He placed another kiss on your forehead. 

“It’s just great to finally see you again.” You smile warmly at him. 

“Likewise, I knew my dreams had been too lucid not to be real. Since it took me a while to find my way back here…I started to believe that the days we spent together in the gardens and on the streets in the Kingdom of Spades were nothing more than sweet lies that my mind had spun up.” 

You gently placed your hand on his cheek to reassure yourself that he was truly there, that he was truly real. 

King Alfred took that as his chance to grab your hand and kiss it. 

“Let’s get out of this dark place Y/N.” He carried you back to the portal and, with a shout: 

“BACK TO THE KINGDOM OF SPADES!” 

Glittering silver light flooded your vision for a few moments. You were back in that familiar palace your heart had dreamt of for long periods of the night. 

King Alfred set you down & let you in the care of his servants. 

“I’ll see you in a little while, okay? They’ll help you clean up after that ordeal.” Vaguely gesturing to your dirty and slightly torn clothes. 

“Glad to see you back here, Princess Y/N. Do you remember us from your previous dreams?” 

“I do. I think my memories are slowly coming back to me.” 

“That’s good; now let's get you presentable. The King has a special proposal for you.” 

You donned a coruscating rainbow dress with blue as the overtone. Your (hair color) was pinned up into a high bun. Your heart was beating fast. The magical feeling was tingling your insides again. It felt as though tons of butterflies would burst out from underneath your skin. 

As you made your way to the throne room where King Alfred resided, he, too, was somewhat nervous, but he could feel that your hearts beat in harmony. As you made your way through the double doors in your beautiful gown, Alfred was once again struck by Cupid's arrow. He gripped the small box in his pocket as he descended the steps to greet you. King Alfred was utterly silent as his cerulean eyes never left you once you entered the room. He got down on one knee right in front of you as he asked with his whole kingdom watching: 

“Y/N, will you marry me?” 

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New Drawing for the Cupid Carriers short series .

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💘Me already feeling the Valentines vibes 💘

I now have some new short story ideas called “Cupid Carriers” where some are cupids who have to put lovers together, break up 💔, or mediate/resolve conflict 🕊️

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Spooky Season Shenanigans for the Nekos Part 1

America-Cat 

He begins to gather clumps from his litter box and soil that is damp from the backyard. America cat has taken some of his owners socks which he uses as casings to store his ‘ammunition’. This crazy cat is even in the midst of crafting an underground lair of sorts. He’s stored a few long lighters, fireworks, toilet paper rolls, eggs he’s brought to ‘ferment’, masks, costumes, etc. America cat is going to be putting on an entire production. If he already wasn’t the King of Halloween this will make him the king now for like ever meow! 

Canada-Cat 

Has gone to cat markets, candle shops, and bakeries where cat’s all over the world come to visit when Sept 1st hits. There is one shop in particular that sells this legendary Maple Fish Cake, which only available during this time of year. They’re so popular in fact that they have to limit cats with only being able to purchase 5 of these specialty cakes for the season. [Yes, there were many years where scammer cats hoarded the entire stock of cakes in the morning. They’d mark up the price of them 300% to say that ridiculous is an understatement but the cakes are that yummy. And they may or may not have a special cat-nip lacd in them] 

Canada-cat tentatively passes by the costume shops debating with himself on if he’s going to attend his brothers cat’s annual Halloween party and prank-a-thon. 

China-Cat

Busy raiding his owners' pastry / cookbooks to make an entire special Fall menu of food for the season. He will do more to spend time in the sun while it still lasts. China-cat wants his dark chestnut fur to get nice and toasty so he can store it away for the Winter months. [So his old bones don’t get frozen and brittle.] China-cats favorite pass time is to go to Yi Dian Dian & The Alley once or twice a day to get a hot or cold milk tea that occasionally has Boba in it. 

England-Cat 

His tail will be flicking back and forth lowly on the carpet. The season where he got to be on the fresh grass or out on the open sea. When he daydreamed about the wide open waters he thought about the days that he was a mouser alongside his swashbuckling and commanding owner. As England cat was in the midst of his thoughts clouds made the sky darker and the air became colder. When his head rises he was able to catch the last milliseconds of a lightning boldt. He hears low chattering rising from the basement. 

‘Arthur must be at it again so he can try to win Halloween this year against that Yank. I guess now is a good time for me to maybe get ready for America cats shenanigans this year as well.’

France-Cat

He’d invited ‘Charmy Chartreux,’ a famous cat known for doing home holiday decorating, planning, and execution. By the time Spet rolls around, France cat will be ready for the season of the spooky but make it posh & elegant. Tangerine tea lights, pumpkins with the flur de lese, macaroons, & the Eiffel Tower carved into them. He even managed to make a deal with Canada-Cat to have a shipment of Maple Fish Cakes sent to him. 

Germany-Cat 

Planning safety guides for cats and what to do when you’ve had too much cat-nip contingent plans. He knows America-cat is planning an insane rager complete with ill-advised pranks, stunts, and performances all meant to stroke his ego. Germany-cat also makes note to buy extra sausages, treats, and Apfelsaft (Apple Juice—just make it sparkling). He does this so no cat is on an empty stomach and has its whiskers twisted by catnip. 

Italy Cats 

They haven’t thought about Halloween all that much. They’re just vibing with the season changes. The crisper air carried the fresh scent of harvested grapes, olives, pumpkins, etc. The two of them love stealing Felicianos tortelli di zucca (pumpkin soup), minestrone, and strudel di mele. 

“Germany! Germany! Help me! The kitties have run a-way with my delicious food again!” 

Japan-Cat 

Yet, another cat who loves to watch the season transition into the next. He adores watching the thousands of leaves float down to the ground. The mesmerizing colors of the fall leaves are cornsilk, fawn, midnight greens, and burnt oranges. All these colors melded together to create a beautiful scene that is ephemeral and sort of angelic in a way. Japan-cat has a special stash of tuna that he likes to eat when he finds a magnificent view. 

While he eats he’s working out how he’ll survive another America-cat rager. 

Russia-Cat 

Happily roaming the streets receiving belly rubs, scratchies, and treats from the last of the summertime tourists. Halloween only seems to come to his mind when his owner mentions it or begins to decorate for it mid-September. When Ivan does begin to get the decorations out Russia-cat gets far too comfortable in the organs of one of the pumpkins Ivan has made. 

“Really, my little cat?” He crouches down to pet his loveable but somewhat mischievous cat. 

“Meow.” (Da.) Russia-cats beady eyes will be looking at Ivan like: “I’m cute and a cat. What are you not understanding? I’m number one now, BELLY RUBS human BELLY RUBS!” 

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Finally that CanUkr fic I was supposed to write months ago for @canukrweek2024 that’s now defunct but everyone probably need a shot of escapism so here we go

Once upon a time, there was a lonely fairy who lived within the confines of her magic mirror never truly able to leave. It was almost a full moon. The only time when she could emerge from the confines of her mirror was the dawn of the next day. 

Katayusha loved it when she was free. But, in order to do that, she needed to find the love of her life to break free. 

When enough sunlight had faded from the sky, she was finally able to leave her mostly lonely dimension. 

“Finally!” She materialized outside of the mirror. She shrunk herself down to the size of a four-and-a-half-inch pixi. 

Each time she wandered into the human world, a singular human caught her eye. She admired him from afar. She always watched him on his nightly stroll. He had beautiful, dirty blonde hair that almost reached his shoulders. His violet eyes still shimmered with the faint lamp lights that lit his pathway. 

Katyusha could feel her heart flutter every time she saw him. 

This time, she wondered if she could bring herself to talk to the handsome man this time. She fluttered her wings to find out. She’d hidden herself between the flowers and bushes like she’d done many times before. 

The calmness of the night was beginning to set in. The crickets filled the air with a soothing noise. 

As Matthew strode along a peculiar light from the garden caught his eye. He knew it was too brilliant and colorful to be a firefly. When he looked closer, he was right. The light also had a touch of gold to it. 

“Hmmm, curious.” He inched closer to it. 

‘Oh no he’s spotted me!’ Thinking fast Katayusha picked a flower to try and conceal her form. 

She ducked under it bashfully. 

Matthew chuckled at the tiny fae. 

“It’s okay. I won’t hurt you.” 

Katayusha slowly turned around to look deep into his bright violet eyes. Red engulfed her face as she was unable to speak. 

“You’re a very beautiful….Who and what are you?” 

“I’m the Lady of the Mirror. But you can call me Katyusha.” 

“Nice to meet you. I’m Matthew.” 

“It’s nice to meet you, Matthew. I suppose it's not a bad time to transform into what I’m actually like.” 

A blinding, vibrant light touched with gold took over all of the garden space. 

Matthew had to cover his eyes. 

“Wow….you’re stunning…” Matthews' jaw had dropped. 

“Thank you…have you ever…you know …glide upon the water? Trust me. It’s fun. I’ll show you.” 

“Wa-?” 

Before Matthew knew it, he was on top of the tranquil waters. Midnight blue, touched by the moon's soft white rays, was now below his feet. It felt as though he was floating on air. Bubbles and fireflies floated listlessly in the air. Everything felt like a lovely daydream. Something he’d only been able to read about in one of his many fairytale books. 

The two stared at each other in the eyes as their hands intertwined. A spark rushed through their eyes and sewn together their souls. One could surmise they were falling in love. 

“Matthew?” 

“Yes, Katyusha?” 

“I suppose for now is goodbye?” She gave him a peck on the cheek as she faded away into the early morning sun rays. 

“Katyusha, no!” He’d fallen into the pond below and now soaked and saddened by her sudden disappearance. 

Matthew quickly sent out guards and knights to locate where she’d gone. 

“She told me something like….. She was The Lady of the Mirror.” 

“The legendary fae that’s been trapped for millennia? Why would you fall for someone like that? Her curse is impossible to break.” 

“Because she’s beautiful, kind, and in love with someone like me! Katayusha makes my heart dance!” 

“Then, by perchance, you’ll catch her at the next full moon when she’s at full power. But you know if you’ve genuinely fallen in love and want to continue to pursue… You’ll be stuck with her in her lonely tower.” 

“Sounds like a fair deal to me! It’s not like I’m next in line for the throne; that would be for my boisterous brother, and most people tend to ignore me anyway.” 

The poor lad had always been lonely. Matthew often felt like the black sheep of the family or much more akin to that of a forgotten ghost. He was nothing in comparison to his brightly shining brother, who’d always taken center stage. Matthew often felt like he was in a cage. 

Once he found the mirror in which Kataysha had always been trapped, he waited for the full moon's magic to set in. 

As the last of the daylight faded away and the full moon stood proudly in the sky, Katayusha came into view. 

“Matthew? What…what are you doing here?” 

“Waiting here for you. Waiting was worth it to meet you.” He smiled wide, reached for her hand, and gently kissed it. 

“Well, what a pleasant surprise!” The butterfly feeling was back. 

A magic spell began to bind them as they looked into one another's eyes. She kissed Matthew on the forehead, and he was sure his whole face had turned red. 

“Let's go dance again on the quiet lake! I’ve heard that some of the crystal butterflies migrate through there during this time of year. I’m sure it will be a beautiful sight to behold.” Matthew simply wanted to recapture the enchantment of their meeting that night. “However…” 

“Yes, Matthew?” 

“Is it possible for you to make time slow down I mean, you are a type of fairy after all. And…” 

His gloved hand reached up to grace her pale cheek.

“I need sometime to drink you in.” 

Katayusha’s smile was wide. “I can try Matthew. I’ve never performed that kind of magic before. But…” Her eyes tilted downwards to the cobblestone floor. “Are you sure this is the life you want? Where I live, it’s very lonely; only a few other fae flit around here and there.” 

“It won’t be so lonely anymore if I could be with you. I can’t be without you, or else my heart and memories will forever haunt me. I’m in love with you, Katayusha.” 

“Is that how you really feel about me?” 

Matthew squeezed both of her hands. 

“Of course, I’m lonely here too. Just because I’m free to roam doesn’t mean it takes away all of my misery. I’m simply a ghost here in this world. I’m ignored all of the time.” 

“Oh, Matthew.” As his lavender eyes met with her sapphire hues, their hearts began to hum in harmony. Matthew knew that he was making the right choice. 

Matthew held Katayusha’s face with both hands. 

“You’ll never have to be alone again, my lovely.” 

“Then kiss me to seal the deal while the sun breaks through the night. We must get it right.” 

“I’m all for it,” Matthew said, yet again kissing her hand. 

They wandered from the tower hand in hand, enjoying the tranquilness of the night. They smiled and giggled gayly like teenagers who’d just discovered young love. 

The crystal butterflies glimmered luminously in the midnight moon's beam, which was amplified by the plethora of fireflies still lingering from the lingering summer. They gently fluttered through Katayushas and Matthew's short hair and clothes, like feathers tickling their skin. One even landed on Katayushas's nose. 

“How lovely.” She managed to let it crawl onto her finger. “You were right about the dazzling sight.” The tiny bug soon flutters away into the distant call of the night. 

As they approached the massive pond that was in the garden Katayusha led the way. 

“I promise you won’t fall into the water.” 

As they began to dance upon the water's surface, it reflected the moon and showcased the rainbow fish beneath the water. A light breeze blew past them, rustling some trees. Some of the pink flowers and green leaves swirled around them, and the crystal and light bugs flitted around them. It all culminated in looking like Claude Monet had painted the midnight romance scene. 

They danced through the night until the sky began to turn a brighter blue. The fireflies and butterflies then began to seek refuge for the day. As if on cue, Matthew leaned in to kiss Katayusha on the lips. Both their eyes closed and they leaned into the tender moment. As more sunrays lit up the sky with its bright orange and rosy pinks graced the sky. 

Both disappeared into a golden mist. Back to the confines of the mirror, both of them went to be lovers forever, no longer lonely as time ticked away.